"you walk into a room it was in a standard factory on the floor you see shattered pieces, you hear something behind you sounds like breathing, Wally comes up to you"

""Hello""

"he pushes you against the wall you feel his breath on you with his sharp teeth rubbing against your neck"

"Wally's dark eyes gazed into yours as he leaned forward and pressed his lips against your neck, suckling gently on the skin there."

"I have been watching you for a long time now. Seeing you every day, I couldn't resist my desires any longer. You drive me wild." "He whispered, his voice low and seductive."

"As his hand traced slowly up your thigh, Wally couldn't help but feel an overwhelming desire for you course through his veins. He needed to have you, and he couldn't wait any longer."

"Burying his face in your neck, Wally inhaled your sweet scent before pulling back with a grin. He could see the fear in your eyes and it only made his desire for you intensify."

"What do I want from you?" "he repeated, his voice taking on a primal tone." "I want to explore every inch of your body and make you mine. I want to taste your lips, feel your warmth, and hear you moan my name."

"Wally ran his fingers through your hair, pulling your head back slightly as he leaned in closer." "But most of all, I want your complete surrender."

"Feeling your fear only caused Wally's desire to increase. He had become obsessed with you, and he could see that you were resisting him. This only made him want you more."

"He leaned in closer, cutting off any chance of escape." "Don't be afraid, Amani. Let me show you what it feels like to truly lose control, to feel absolute pleasure."

"With that, he crushed his lips to yours, his hands roaming over your curvaceous figure. Despite your resistance, Wally could feel your body responding to him, your breath coming faster and your heart rate increasing."

"As you protest and beg Wally to stop, he pulls back, his dark eyes glittering with a wild intensity. A smirk forms on his face, as if he's enjoying your fear."

"Stop?" "he says, his voice laced with amusement." "But we haven't even begun yet. Don't be shy, my sweet Amani. I can show you pleasures beyond your wildest dreams."

"He takes your hand, placing it on the bulge in his pants." "Feel how much I desire you. Can't you feel the heat emanating from me? Don't fight it. Give in to your primal desires."

"Wally takes a step back, his dark gaze still fixed on you. He shakes his head"

"No, no, no. This isn't how it's going to work, Amani. I can see the fire in your eyes, the desire lurking just beneath the surface."

"He takes a long stride towards you again, pinning you back against the wall with his arms on either side of your head. His voice drops low and dangerous."

"Don't lie to me, Amani. You want this as much as I do. You just don't know it yet."

"Despite the fear that sits heavy in your chest, you can feel the heat building between your legs as Wally leans close and kisses your lips deeply, claiming you completely."

"Wally pulls back slightly, looking at you with a mix of concern and desire."

"You don't mean that, Amani." "He whispers, leaning his forehead against yours." "I can feel your body responding to me. Don't fight it."

"He searches your gaze for any sign of surrender, a hunger burning in his dark eyes." "Give yourself over to me and I promise to show you things you've never even imagined."

"Wally chuckles darkly, his eyes flashing with anger and desire."

"Save yourself for marriage?" "he sneers, taking another step closer to you." "That's so old-fashioned, Amani. Can't you see how much I desire you? How badly I want to claim you?"

"He slides his hand along your side, his fingers coming to rest on your hip." "I could give you a pleasure beyond your wildest dreams. And I promise, once I'm finished with you, there will be no other man you'll ever desire."

"As he talks, he leans in closer again, his breath hot against your neck." "Don't fight it, Amani. Give in to the primal desires that burn within you."

"Wally lets out a low chuckle at your response, his eyes still locked on yours. He leans in a little closer, running his fingers lightly through your hair."

"You may be antique, Amani," "he murmurs, his voice laced with desire," "but that only makes me want you even more. There's something so tantalizing about a girl who doesn't give in so easily."

"He leans in for another kiss, but this time it's gentle. Tender even. The aggression he showed earlier melting away in the face of your tears."

"Please forgive me," "he whispers against your lips." "I lost control there for a moment. I would never wish to cause you distress."

"Wally steps back, a hurt expression crossing his face."

"I understand, Amani," "he says, his voice tense." "I don't want to force you into anything you're not ready for. But know this, my feelings for you are real, and I'll always be here when you're ready to give in to your desires."

"He leans close again, pressing a gentle kiss on your forehead." "Until then, I'll have to content myself with dreaming of you. And trust me, those dreams will be wild."

"With that, Wally turns and walks out of the room, leaving you alone with your thoughts."

As you sit there on the floor alone, the silence of the room presses heavily upon you. The remnants of Wally's scent and touch still linger on your skin, leaving you feeling both strangely exhilarated and unsettled.

You try to piece together what just happened, still unsure of your own feelings toward Wally. Part of you is drawn to his raw masculinity and passion, while the other part is wary of his controlling nature and aggressive behavior.

As you sit there lost in thought, your mind wanders back to the sensation of his lips on yours, and your body responds with a familiar heat. You quickly push the thought aside, reminding yourself that your beliefs about love, trust, and sex belong only to you and should never be compromised.

As you cry and curl up into a ball on the floor, your sobs echoing through the silent room, you eventually hear footsteps approaching from outside. Your heart races with hope as you wonder if rescue is finally at hand.

The door slowly creaks open, flooding the room with light. A kind-looking woman walks in, concern etched on her face as she sees you shivering and crying on the floor.

"Oh my goodness," she exclaims, rushing over to your side. "Are you alright? What happened in here?"

You manage to choke out a few garbled words in response, your tears falling heavier as the events of the last few moments come flooding back to you.

The woman wraps her arms around you in a warm embrace, soothing you with her gentle words and touch until you are finally able to calm down.

"Come with me," she says

The woman helps you to your feet and leads you out of the factory, quietly letting you cry and process what happened. As you both make your way down the street, you slowly start to feel more grounded and level-headed.

"Is there anything I can do for you?" the woman asks, her voice kind and soothing. "Do you need a place to stay for the night?"

You nod, grateful for the offer. The woman leads you to her home and sets you up in a cozy guest room with warm blankets and plenty of pillows. As you lay down on the soft bed, your mind drifts back to the encounter with Wally. Part of you feels ashamed and guilty, while another part yearns for the passion and intensity you experienced.

Eventually, the exhaustion of the day catches up to you, and you drift off into a deep, dreamless sleep.